The number of treasure chests had been calculated, but the specific division and distribution of the treasure chests still required a strict procedural process.
Regarding this, Su Mo had no issues.
After all, the disasters had been suspended for over 30 days. Considering that he still had to find the God of the Ocean and fight with the game, he was not in a hurry to set off for the New World.
After sending off all the captains, it was already bright outside; around six o'clock in the morning.
Standing at the bow of the ship, one could see the survivors on the raft ferries, who had already started cooking in their pots, and the smoke from their cooking mixed into the morning breeze.
Needless to say, the survivors had gotten arrogant.
However, their arrogance was not without reason.
After all, the humans had won, and it had been easier than any survivor could have ever hoped and better than everyone's best case scenario!
